Chapter 4 Her wish

BARVOTÉ MANOR...

"What the hell is this?"

"I have no way of knowing, your grace. I am but the messenger".

Elijah hadn't even noticed that the messenger was still here.

"Then why are you still here?" Elijah asked rubbing in between his brows.

"His highness asked me to stay and watch you after reading it to see your reaction your grace"

"Well get out"

"Your grace?.... Ahhh!!" Elijah threw a dagger at the messenger as soon as he asked the question, he had been getting too bold and arrogant for Elijah.

"You have seen what you want to see haven't you, now get out! before I slaughter you and hang you on my gate for the wolves ". The messenger wasted no time is running out as he yelped due to pain.

Pablo escorted him out of the duke's study.

"Dispose of this," he said referring to the letter.

Pablo was shocked, the duke never gave him any of the letters sent from his highness. Pablo was still looking at Elijah with uncertainty.

"Well you could read it for yourself, it does concern you"

Pablo wasted no time reading it, although his reading writing skills weren't too good he, had still been taking lessons. He couldn't believe what he was reading.

"Is this really from his highness my lord?" Pablo said still shocked.

THE GARHEÉ MANOR...

"Oh, sister!!" Natasha said barging into Emily's chamber.

"What is it?" Emily said trying to hide her irritation.

"George's coronation ball is just the day after tomorrow and I do not have anything to wear"

Wait, did Natasha just say George? Usually, the right thing to do is to add lord, master or sir. Could they have gotten so close? So Emily thought.

"But you have so many clothes, you get new clothes almost every day"

"I know but they don't look as pretty as they used to"

"Alright get the clothes that you have a hard time picking"

15 minutes later...

"How about this?"

"No, it is too hideous"

"Well you must choose something"

"What about you, what are you wearing?"

"Anything that my maidens choose that day, Anna couldn't make up her mind," Emily said nonchalantly.

"Are you serious?!".

"Very"

"He is going to call you out in front of hundreds of people as his bride"

"Unfortunately "

"Do you not feel anything for George? " Natasha said lowering her tone.

"I do not apparently. It is more of an obligation to me"

"Well I have a confession"

"What is it, Natasha?"

"I like George " Natasha had to confess, she was overwhelmed with joy, now knowing that Emily had no feelings towards George.

Emily's eyes had opened wide when she heard Natasha's confession.

Emily wanted to tell her to marry him, she would have loved to push George away to get married to Natasha but she couldn't, Natasha was her younger sister it would be taboo for her to get married before Emily, and Emily was scared of meeting a new person, it was best if she was with George than she met someone else.

"I have a confession too!" Emily said quickly, she didn't know whether to tell her or not.

"What is it?"

"I am in love with someone "

Natasha was shocked from hearing that. "But with whom? you never left the manor"

"When madame Lucinda and I went out. I met him, he was tall and beautiful he had gorgeous grey eyes" Emily said using hand gestures.

"Is he a noble?"

"I do not know," Emily thought that it was best to not talk about his position.

"That is good, so you must understand why I must look good".

"But Natasha, he is to wed me"

"You do not love him"

"I have no other to marry"

"Why are you being selfish! He was mine to begin with in the first place!"

Emily kept quiet because all was true and she had no way of calming Natasha down so she let Natasha leave the room upset. Just when she thought that they had gotten closer.

Natasha had stumped to her room angrily and shut her door." I hate her so much". She was actually happy that they were able to talk about their interests and for the first time they were able to act like sisters, but not anymore now. "She will see. I will make him mine"

BARVOTÉ MANOR...

"Pablo!" Elijah called as he walked to his office.

"Yes your grace?" Pablo ran towards him.

"Get me my wrench"

"Yes your grace" Pablo said as he ran to go and get him his wrench. Elijah went to a hidden room below his office.

In the darkroom, there was a replica of Elijah's office chair where he sat then crossed his leg leaning into his chair with a wide grin on his face as he looked at the opposite side of the room.

"You still do not feel like talking?" He said still having a wide grin on his face as he began to chuckle and moving his leg up and down.

On the other side of the room were three very grown men chained with their arms up and their legs chained as well. Two of the men had been stealing from him, they were both in charge of maintaining the money and had spread rumors about him saying that he had gotten too weak and that it was a good idea to steal from him, bringing in many thugs into his farm and had assaulted the women there very badly and some of the women committed suicide, then the other one was what seemed to be a spy from his highness. The men were all bruised, he had tortured them. He only planned on beating up the other two men to stupor until they could not be recognized anymore and send them back to where they came from as a warning that he had not gone weak, but the spy from the king was for him to specially deal with.

As the men saw the way he laughed they were shaking in fear.

"Oh please do not be scared now, do put up a good show," he said as Pablo had been coming in with his wrench. The wrench still had blood stains from previous occupants of the space. The wrench was kept inside of a see-through box as Elijah put on his gloves to take it.

"You know, I did ask you very gently about the king, but it seemed that you took my gentle nature for granted, I am done using a whip," he said referring to the spy from the king, torture was inevitable for the other two.

"I am in a very good mood so, you should not lose more than five fingernails".

Pablo left the room and waited outside for his master to finish.

"You know? I have always preferred this side of my office, it always felt... More me" he said dramatically, as he began laughing.

While Pablo was outside he could hear the men screaming from the office.

THE GARHEÉ MANOR...

Emily had been lying In her bed thinking of the kind-looking and beautiful man that she had seen since then, of course.

She had thought about her fight with Natasha but she just couldn't help it. As he came to mind she totally forgot about whatever made her argue with Natasha.

She imagined his broad chest pressed against hers as his lips began touching her skin. Just like she had read in the books her ladies in waiting gave her.

She had really loved this man, she didn't know what to do about her burning desire for him.

"But what if he was thinking of me too?" She rose from her bed to enhance her nonsense thoughts.

"What if he is imagining me underneath him too," she screamed in her pillow.

"He is just so charming, I just can't help myself, if only I had a chance with him. If I could just marry him, lord I will be committed to you as madame Lucinda ". She said to herself. Madame Lucinda would usually take Emily to church and she would just sleep.

"I have never kissed a man before, I wonder how it would feel to kiss him" she continued to screamed in her pillow. After her excitement outburst, she calmed down and rested the tip of her fingers on her lips.

"I hope that there is nothing wrong with you my lady" madame Lucinda asked.

"Oh nothing, madame Lucinda, " Emily said as she covered herself due to embarrassment.

"Alright my lady, have a nice sleep" madame Lucinda said leaving the other side of the door to Emily's chamber.

"If I could just a chance with," she thought to herself. She had all series of thoughts and finally thought herself to sleep.

The morning after the coronation ball...

"I feel so sore" Emily had woken up by the side of a man, was shocked to find out that it was her dark knight, the duke of darkness, duke Elijah.